Tuesday, June 8, 2010

So there I was, busting a move on the dancefloor during a clubbing rampage over the weekend, drunkenly thinking, "Man, I'm dancing so well tonight, it's like I'm gliding across the floor!"Then I looked down and realised I was slipping and sliding around in somebody's spilled drink. At least... I hope it was drink.

About Me

Uni student by day, costumed vigilante by night, haunting the rooftops of Melbourne's gritty, criminal underworld while wishing she had real superpowers or actual crime-fighting ability. May or may not suffer major emotional problems stemming from this chaotic dual life.
Probably just overcaffeinated.